Sometimes I think we are all pieces of sand on an infinite beach. You were the one that got swallowed by an oyster, tranformed into a pearl, and now at the bottom of the ocean where I can't reach. The waves are pounding agaisnt me the pain never stops. Don't cry for me the earth cries for you when the rain drops. I love the night, but the night makes me feel alone. Endlessly in rapture for the sins which I cannot atone. |
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